Super Small Farmer

"Ok?!"

At this moment, Yang Tao's previously closed eyes suddenly opened. Two cold lights burst out from his eyes, and the four people around him changed their colors.

"Why, can't you help it?"

There is still frivolousness in the words. But Yang Tao's heart was extremely bitter, because just now, he himself didn't stop the car at all. At this moment, his dantian was constantly shaking.

Countless true essences seemed to be stirred by an invisible big hand. In the beginning, only the center of the sea of ​​true essence appeared in a small vortex.

But this vortex is constantly changing, increasing.

Because Yang Tao is building the foundation!

At this time, if it is interrupted, the consequences will be disastrous.

Maybe, his dantian will be directly broken by this violent true essence. Even if it has just been transformed by Runtu Dan, the thick ground has already been condensed under the Dantian Sea, and it can't stop this violent true essence tearing force.

"You! Damn! You stole my virtuous soil."

Hoarse voice, extremely angry. He can no longer feel the breath of the earth of virtue. This earth of virtue is too important for him.

At this moment, even if he did not hesitate to destroy a part of the formation and affect his own body, he would not hesitate. Must let Yang Tao spit out the earth of virtue.

If it doesn't work, he doesn't mind, just refine Yang Tao's entire body; he must take back this part of the earth of virtue.

Boom!

Six stone fists, with a dim light on them, struggling to bombard the cage.

The cage broke to pieces, revealing Yang Tao inside.

"kill!"

The old man Shanmu was the first to take the trouble, and it was a great shame for Yang Tao to get the matter to this point. At this moment, anger became anger, new and old hatred, all gathered together.

In his hand, the katana appeared again, and the chill came. It turned into a huge sword energy and struck Yang Tao's middle force.

"Humph!"

After seeing this knife, Yang Tao was taken aback for a moment, and soon, a trace of sarcasm hung from the corner of his mouth.

He didn't evade, but instead took the initiative to rush towards the sword energy.

"spray!"

The sword energy bombarded Yang Tao's body for the first time. Starting from the forehead, it spread vertically downward, as if splitting Yang Tao in half.

"Haha... this time, you must die!"

Seeing that he successfully attacked Yang Tao with a single blow, and did not see the slightest evasion and resistance from Yang Tao, the old man of the Shanmu family couldn't hide his ecstasy anymore after a slight daze.

Finally, he personally killed the kid who had suffered a thousand swords.

This great sense of excitement made the eyes of the old man Shanmu slightly ruddy.

"Ok?!"

"moron!"

In an instant, the old man of the Yamaki family realized something was wrong. Because of the surrounding sculptures, I still didn't stop. The other three families didn't stop at all.

"what?!"

Subconsciously, the old man Shanmu looked at Yang Tao's direction again. His eyes suddenly burst open, and Yang Tao in front of him looked like his hands.

That kid, at this moment, is still smiling evilly at himself.

"This, this...what the **** is going on?"

The old man Shanmu can't wait to slap himself to see if he's in a illusion. The knife he made just now came out with anger, and he knew the strength of the attack best.

At this moment, Yang Tao is also the ninth layer of Qi Condensation. How can he resist this hard?

"No, his breath is wrong!"

The old man Shanmu screamed, and he subconsciously felt it. At this moment, Yang Tao's cultivation level fluctuated and became extremely obscure.

It spread out, even if it was the nine layers of condensed Qi. But sometimes, it is suddenly powerful. Very messy and extremely unstable.

"He is injured, it must be so."

Except for this, the old man Shanmu really couldn't think of other reasons. He didn't want to believe that the cut he just made was nothing.

"Idiot, are all the members of the Shanmu family so dumb? Your attack is not enough to tickle Lao Tzu."

It seemed that in order to prove that his words were not big words, Yang Tao even deliberately slammed into the old man Shanmu's sword spirit.

咚咚咚~

Sure enough, as Yang Tao said, he was hit by the sword no matter how. It looked like it was all right.

Even his face didn't change the slightest.

"Do not!"

The old man Shanmu was almost crazy.

"This is impossible!"

What demon technique did the kid in front of him use? Why is he completely immune to his own attacks. You know, at the very beginning, this kid could only dodge his attack.

"I really didn't expect this metamorphosis of this innate Runtu Dao body. Just relying on the strength of the body, in some respects, it can be said to be invincible."

For example, Shanmu's cold knife. In the final analysis, water properties evolved. And the soil properties just can grow and restrain each other.

As long as the opponent's attack does not exceed the initial stage of foundation building, it will not be able to harm Yang Tao at all.

As for other attacks, Yang Tao was able to resist most of the attacks by virtue of his Taoism. The only thing to pay attention to at this moment is the sculptural methods.

"Kacha Kacha..."

The old man Shanmu's eyes were red, and he was holding the samurai sword in his hands, desperately slashing towards Yang Tao.

"Don't you believe it? You are a scum in front of me."

Yang Tao sneered, and stepped forward again, taking the initiative to endure all the sword energy of Old Man Shanmu. And the direction did not decrease, the speed increased, and he pressed toward the old man Shanmu.

"No...you don't come here...you are the devil, you are the devil!"

What Yang Tao hadn't thought of happened unexpectedly. The look of the old man Shanmu unexpectedly appeared dementia.

"Could it be that this is scared?"

Yang Tao kept pushing towards the old man Shanmu, but he didn't make a move. Keep muttering secretly, feeling that the other party's mental quality will not be so unbearable, right?

"Look into my eyes."

Finally, Yang Tao smiled evilly, blinking his eyes, and looking at each other from a distance with the old man Shanmu.

"Huh?! No, no!"

Sure enough, the old man Shanmu closed his eyes immediately. The katana slashed, and even the three people around were suffering from unsuspecting disaster at the moment.

"Baga, Shanmu!"

"Idiot, you stop..."

But no matter what, Old Man Shanmu didn't seem to hear it. Furiously hacking around, Yang Tao sighed again in his heart:

"The ability to bear this in my heart is too bad."

He didn't say how terrifying his Dao body was. For Shang Shanmu, it can be said that he is inherently unbeaten.

"My lord, this kid seems to be breaking through."

It was the man holding the scepter again, exclaiming like this, seeing through Yang Tao's current state...